Chapter Twenty-Eight: Enlightenment Peak (Third Update!)
Enlightenment Peak, one of the one thousand and eight peaks of the Cloud Yin Sect, is an extremely important secret place of the Cloud Yin Sect, usually to enter it, you have to spend points, one thousand points to stay in it for an hour, twelve hours a day, that is, twelve thousand points!
Ye Zichuan's body now has a total of 58,000 points, 38,000 points were obtained when he first broke through the three levels, and a few days ago, the new outer disciple Dabi scored another 20,000 points.
However, even with so many points, he could only stay at the Enlightenment Peak for less than six days.
Fortunately, in this big competition, Ye Zichuan finally got three days of free time to enter the Enlightenment Peak, which is equivalent to saving 36,000 points!
Enlightenment is said to be a peak, in fact, it is a valley, the cliffs on both sides of the valley, are full of dense imprints, there are fist prints, palm prints, sword marks, knife marks, and even all kinds of strange handprints, some such as embracing the mountain, some such as the sun and the moon in two wheels, and some are big characters!
Showing his identity jade card to an old man who was napping at the mouth of the valley, the old man glanced at him in some surprise, and then leaned aside and fell asleep.
Ye Zichuan walked into the valley and found that there were not many people in the valley, but there were hundreds, some were wearing the clothes of the outer disciples, some were wearing the clothes of the inner disciples, and even the true disciples had three, sitting in front of the smooth cliffs on both sides of the valley, sitting and enlightening.
Ye Zichuan stopped and walked all the way, without disturbing others, the quiet in the valley was terrible!
With purple qi surging in his eyes, Ye Zichuan stared at the imprints on the cliff, and at this time he clearly saw the wisps of rhyme and artistic conception contained in the imprints, even if many years have passed, they have not been erased.
As he went deeper and deeper, there were fewer and fewer people in front of the cliff, and in the end, he was the only one who was slowly moving forward, and at this time, the rhyme and artistic conception contained in the imprints actually made his eyes slightly sour and a little stinging.
Obviously, the people who left these marks in the depths of the valley are extremely strong in cultivation, and their comprehension of the Dao Law is also beyond that of many people!
In the end, Ye Zichuan finally stopped, because it was already at the end, and at the end of the cliff, a big character was deeply imprinted in his eyes.
That is the word "war"! Silver hook and iron stroke, every stroke is vigorous and powerful, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, with a majestic momentum that oppresses people's hearts!
"Fight!" In a trance, a shout sounded in Ye Zichuan's mind, and the battle intent that soared to the sky tore through the sky!
Ye Zichuan's blood was boiling all over his body, his battle intent was rushing into the sky, and his purple pupils shot out an unprecedented purple divine light, like two burning purple flames, and he wanted to deeply engrave the battle words in front of him in his heart!
Purple qi surging in the eyes, wisps of Dao mangs overflowing, countless heaven and earth wonders circulating in it, the huge battle words seemed to come alive in Ye Zichuan's eyes, a pen opened, sometimes like a sword, sometimes like a knife, sometimes like a tower, sometimes like a tripod, thousands of changes, containing an incomparable offensive power!
And in Ye Zichuan's mind, a tall figure with a sky above his head and a star on his feet, with his back to him, his body was like a dragon soaring and a tiger leaping, attacking the sky and exploring the nine shadows, the battle spirit was vast for 100,000 miles, and the bloody battle was eight desolations!
Ye Zichuan was fascinated, staring at the battle word, his purple pupils had already been urged to the extreme, like two burning divine flames, and there was even a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes!
I don't know how long it took, Ye Zichuan finally woke up from that state, and then let out a miserable scream, his eyes were in sharp pain, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his eyes were dark.
hurriedly took out a bottle of earth god milk from the storage bag, opened his eyes, and hurriedly dripped the god milk on a piece of blood-red eyes, and a stream of warm liquid seeped into his eyes, Ye Zichuan felt a little better.
Sitting down cross-legged in place, Ye Zichuan quietly recovered his eyes at this time.
This time it was a miscalculation, if it took a little longer, maybe the eyes would be blind directly, and there would be no place to cry if you wanted to!
At this moment, several figures saw the situation here, looked at each other in surprise, and then walked over to this side!
Ye Zichuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, moved his ears and frowned slightly.
"Yo, which genius is this, who is actually comprehending the most difficult martial arts of our Yunyin Sect, can this junior disciple comprehend it?"
After saying that, the three of them laughed unscrupulously, and the laughter was undisguised with ridicule and ridicule!
Ye Zichuan closed his eyes and didn't say a word.
Seeing Ye Zichuan so silent, the three of them seemed to treat them as if they were air, and their faces couldn't help but sink, and the person who spoke kicked Ye Zichuan: "Talking to you, I'm deaf!"
A killing intent welled up on Ye Zichuan's body, and he said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get away!"
The three of them were obviously stunned, and they didn't react for a while!
"An outer disciple of a samurai Chongtian dares to be arrogant with Lao Tzu!" The face of the person who spoke was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were cold!
"What kind of thing are you!" Ye Zichuan's soul power was so strong, he clearly felt the blood and vitality in the bodies of the three people, and knew their strength well!
"Look for death!" The young man in front of him had a blue face, and his palm was gushing with vitality, and he was about to make a move.
"Senior Brother Bai, it's not appropriate to do anything on the Enlightenment Peak, let's wait for him to get out of the valley and clean him up!" A person standing next to the young man hurriedly stopped him.
The other person also chimed in, and as he spoke, he cautiously looked in the direction of Taniguchi, as if he was extremely afraid.
The young man known as Senior Brother Bai seemed to have thought of something, his face changed, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, stared at Ye Zichuan with an ugly face, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, if you have the ability, you will never go out of the Enlightenment Dao Peak, otherwise, Senior Brother will teach you how to be a person!"
"Get out and wash your neck and wait!" Ye Zichuan didn't raise his head.
"You!" Senior Brother Bai was so angry that he almost couldn't help but strike again!
"Let's go!" Senior Brother Bai glared at Ye Zichuan fiercely and turned to leave.
Ye Zichuan ignored him, closed his eyes, and while recovering his eyes, the battle word secret kept evolving in his mind, and he penetrated more and more deeply.
Three days passed in a flash, and an old voice sounded in Ye Zichuan's mind on time: "Boy, three days are up, you should come out!"
Ye Zichuan opened his eyes, and his eyes had returned to normal.
"Three days have passed so quickly?" Ye Zichuan grunted dissatisfiedly, in that state, he had no concept of time.
Walking out of the valley, Ye Zichuan saluted the old man, then turned to leave, but suddenly saw three figures standing not far away staring at him.
The middle person was a young man of about twenty years old, with a pale and feminine complexion, with a gloomy meaning between his eyebrows, which made people dislike it.
The young man in the middle has thirteen silver thunder patterns on his forehead, but he looks a little dull, he seems to be less angry, and his foundation is unstable, and the other two are the cultivation of the samurai two heavens, and the silver thunder pattern is a little bright, and the foundation is reasonable.
Seeing Ye Zichuan coming out of the valley, although Senior Brother Bai didn't know where Ye Zichuan got so many points and could stay in the valley for another three days, he was angry when he thought of Ye Zichuan's silent speechlessness.
He has always been accustomed to being arrogant and domineering, when has he ever been so despised!
Seeing the three of them wearing the clothes of the outer disciples, Ye Zichuan groaned slightly, it seems that they should be the old outer disciples, the entry time is three years earlier than him, but the three years is the cultivation of the warrior Triple Heaven, it seems that it is still forcibly promoted, such a talent and qualification, it is really rubbish!
The three of them walked up to Ye Zichuan vigorously, blocking his way, Senior Brother Bai looked at him with a cruel smile: "Boy, are you very arrogant in the valley?"
"Good dogs don't get in the way! What do you want, draw the next line, twitter like a girl!" "Ye Zichuan's eloquence is so sharp, in his previous life, he had a strange disease of muscle atrophy all over his body, no one loved him, but he was stunned to get the little nurse who took care of him, and it also developed to the point of kissing, his eloquence can be imagined, he can say white as black, black as white!
"Good! very good!" Senior Brother Bai's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were full of undisguised killing intent!
"Acting Wufeng, fight to the death!Do you dare to go?" The two people next to Senior Brother Bai were frightened by his words, looked at him with a pale face, and looked at Ye Zichuan with some pity.
Of course, Ye Zichuan knows the meaning of life and death, acting Wufeng is a place where disciples in the sect compete with each other, if there is an irreconcilable deep hatred above, you can also ask the Dharma protector envoy of the Punishment Hall to come forward and sign a life and death certificate, and the two sides will not die!
Ye Zichuan looked at him and frowned slightly: "We don't seem to have any deep hatred, right?"
"Hahaha!" Seeing Ye Zichuan's appearance, Senior Brother Bai thought that Ye Zichuan was scared, and said arrogantly, "Boy, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now and admit your mistakes, maybe I am in a better mood and will let you go!"
Ye Zichuan's face also instantly became gloomy, and he sneered: "I originally wanted to spare you a dog's life, but since you want to die, the master will fulfill you! Go and play Wufeng, watch the master kill you!"
Senior Brother Bai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ye Zichuan to have such thoughts, and his face became extremely hideous and terrifying: "Boy, you are dead, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will peel you off and cramp, abolish your cultivation, and make your life worse than death!"
"A lot of, if you want to die, get out of here!" Ye Zichuan took the lead and walked towards Yan Wufeng.
"That outer disciple is new, right? Even Bai Xinyue dared to offend!" said a passing outer disciple with a look of pity.
"Yes, although Bai Xinyue's qualifications are very poor, but he is covered by his cousin, who dares to provoke him on weekdays?"
When I arrived at Yanwu Feng, more and more disciples who heard all kinds of gossip gathered together, and they all came with the mentality of watching the play, I don't know which outer disciple provoked Bai Xinyue!
Ye Zichuan came to Yanwu Peak, looked at Bai Xinyue behind him coldly, walked to a Dharma protector with a penal palace waist card, bowed, and said, "I want to fight him to the death, I hope the Dharma protector presides!"
The people in the Punishment Hall always seemed to be expressionless, looking at Bai Xinyue: "What he said is true?"
Bai Xinyue looked at Ye Zichuan and smiled cruelly: "It's true!"
"Unreconciled?"
"Unreconciled!"
"Okay, this is a life and death situation, sign your name, step on the bloody handprint, and it will take effect!" the Dharma Protector took out a silk book.
Bai Xinyue couldn't wait to write down his name and pressed the bloody handprint, as if he had seen Ye Zichuan's bloody appearance.
Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold, he has always adhered to the principle that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, since this Bai Xinyue doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, then he will be slaughtered!
Ye Zichuan took the silk book, wrote down his name, bit his finger and stepped on the bloody handprint, then jumped onto the stone platform, and shouted to Bai Xinyue: "Get up and die!"
At this time, Bai Xinyue looked at the three vigorous and powerful characters "Ye Zichuan" on the silk book, and his face became extremely pale!